The sea water poured back, the sea surface was dented for thousands of miles, the spiritual veins exploded, and Zizhu Island collapsed. As thousands of rubbles sank, it turned into a huge whirlpool with lightning and thunder.
"puff!"
A moment later, the Hundred Emperors suddenly appeared on the deck of the Void Wave Breaker, but they all vomited blood and slumped to the ground.
Even the eight and a half saints are in an extremely embarrassed state, but they can still stand.
"Walk!"
Old Aolu's face was as pale as paper, beads of sweat rolled down his face, and even his smooth skin was wrinkled. He pointed his crutch at the rudder and shouted loudly.
boom!
As the starlight was released from the large sea plate at the center of the ship's rudder, the entire body of the Void Wave Breaker shook, as if it were rising straight into the sky. After a few flashes, a rippled vortex was created in the void, and it disappeared in an instant.
The huge waves roared incessantly, and the spiritual energy could not stop dissipating and erupting. It gradually stopped after half an hour, but the spiritual energy was still raging, turning into billowing bubbles and rushing out of the sea.
call!
Silently, a red gold shadow appeared on the sea. As soon as it appeared, the waves calmed down, the clouds and mist dissipated, and an invisible heat wave steamed up all the debris in the world.
"It turns out that it wasn't a strong demon clan who took action!"
The red-gold phantom scanned the surroundings majestically, and finally landed on the sea where Zizhu Island sank. Full of hesitation, he murmured to himself, "What kind of power can silently detonate spiritual veins and destroy the Zizhu Island formation?"
Whoosh!
On the sea surface, dozens of waves of different heights suddenly appeared, and many strange-shaped sea creatures appeared. Regardless of their level of cultivation, they all prostrated on the sea surface, as if welcoming a king.
Several of them spit out sea-blue bubbles and fell into the red light and shadow of their own accord. It was vague that after the bubbles shattered, several light and shadows seemed to flash past.
"A ship? A dragon emperor? Is it a real dragon or an ordinary dragon? Or does it have dragon blood?"
The suspicious voice in the red light and shadow reappeared, and he suddenly snorted coldly and waved out a few red gold rays of light at will.
"Ah!"
Several screams suddenly started, followed by a strange black mist that steamed hundreds of miles away, and was soon burned away by the red golden flames.
"Hmph, even a mere monster dares to spy on this emperor, and he doesn't know whether to live or die!"
The red light shone coldly, but no movement could be seen. He disappeared in a moment, "Check, find the traces of these people, don't let others frame our Nanhai Dragon Palace!"
"Best farewell to the emperor!"
The strong men of the sea clan uttered human words, and their heads were buried deep under the sea. After a long time, they dared to lift them up, and soon disappeared.
Soon after, many powerful men from various races arrived who noticed the movement here. However, Zizhu Island capsized and sank to the bottom of the sea. This was the territory of the South China Sea Dragon Palace. No one dared to stay longer. After not checking for any unusual movement, they quietly left.
Left!
…
At the same time, billions of miles away, the depths of the void in China that ordinary people, even great masters, may not have the chance to set foot in during their lifetime.
In a vast and vast continent, there are countless pavilions, pavilions, and majestic palaces. Among them, the tallest is the tallest. The whole body is covered in white jade brilliance, with the words "To the Holy Temple" written on it.
There are seventy-two futons inside, regardless of left or right, and there are only six figures sitting on them at this time, a total of four men and two women!
One of them came out of the world calmly, like a fairy in the clouds. Although he was dressed in linen monk's robes, he exuded a unique and independent temperament. He was the Lord of Purple Bamboo Island, Taki Jing Bodhisattva!
"snort!"
The six of them were laughing and chatting when the woman suddenly raised her eyebrows, a cold light flashed in her beautiful eyes, stood up suddenly, and shouted sternly, "The Dragon Clan is bullying me too much!"
"Huh? What do you mean by Master Takashi's words?"
"Is there some misunderstanding?"
"Even if Nanhai Dragon Palace has a quarrel with you, we won't cause trouble at this time, right?"
The others were astonished.
As a saint, he has long been unfazed when the sky collapses, unfazed when the earth collapses, and unfazed when Mount Tai collapses in front of him.
To make Takijing Bodhisattva lose his composure like this, something big must have happened, but if the Dragon Clan did something, they still didn't believe it.
After all, the demonic calamity is legitimate and the two races are still allies. How can they cause trouble randomly at this time?
"Hmph, there is absolutely no lie in this matter. The Dragon Clan dared to destroy my Zizhu Island and damage my dojo while I was sitting in the outer sky. I will never let this matter go!"
Takijing Bodhisattva is a saint and a powerful being after all. He quickly calmed down his mood, but anyone could see that he was even more angry.
"What, this happened?"
Everyone's expressions suddenly changed. Although there was surprise and doubt in their eyes, since Tongjing Bodhisattva said it with certainty, it is obvious that this matter is certain!
The saint is so powerful that he can spin countless thoughts in a single thought, and can deduce countless possibilities almost instantly. They all believe that Bodhisattva Long Jing will never make a mistake!
"Master, please be patient. In the name of all the holy temples, I will send a message to the South China Sea Dragon Palace. If it is really the Dragon Clan who did it, they must pay the price!"
An old man with a pale face and no beard, after pondering for a moment, expressed his stance without hesitation.
The saints are in harmony with heaven, and the power of heaven cannot be violated!
Not to mention that now is the period of demonic calamity. Even if there is the power of annihilation, the Dragon Clan is so provocative and must give an explanation. If you just blindly submit and show weakness, it will only make people push forward, and it will also chill your own people and eventually alienate them!
"At this time of great chaos, Master Tongjing must be careful not to fall into the devil's scheme!"
A middle-aged man in Confucian shirt, about forty years old, with fair face and no beard.
"What Brother Zhu said is also reasonable. After all, the demons are mixed with evil and evil, and their secret techniques are endless. They may not use special methods to dress up as dragons and deliberately sow discord between the two clans!"
Someone echoed.
"I will be cautious about this matter, but in a short period of time, I can gather the power to kill my Holy Thought clones, wipe out the spiritual intelligence of Zizhu, and even destroy Zizhu Island. Except for the Dragon Palace of the South China Sea, even a poor nun can't think of it.
There are no forces that can do it!"
Taki Jing said expressionlessly.
Everyone nodded slightly to express their understanding.
This kind of power is not non-existent, but it is simply impossible to hide it from the South China Sea Dragon Palace and make such a big noise in the South China Sea!
"This place cannot be separated from Master Takijing, and we cannot take care of it, otherwise the demons will definitely take advantage of it and sneak in!"
The old man stroked his beard and said cautiously, "Ling Tu Huiyue fell into the Binzhou Demon Cave before and was rescued by Peng Xiao. Although the injury was not serious, he will be cured soon with the elixir given by the temple, so she will secretly investigate
She reported this incident and announced that she was in retreat to heal her injuries.
On the surface, the troops are divided into two groups. One is to summon the Dragon Palace of the South China Sea, and the other is to send a team of elites to investigate. With a three-pronged approach, no matter which force it is, it will definitely leave clues!"
"Best regards, Brother Zigong!"
Everyone had no objections and agreed in unison. Even if Tongjing Bodhisattva was unwilling, he had to suppress his anger. After all, the overall situation is more important!
…
Time flies, nearly half a month passes in a flash.
War is raging across the land of China, and the demon clan is still raging. All races rise to resist. Sometimes some geniuses rise to fame, and sometimes some strong men fall silently.
When Zizhu Island fell in the South China Sea, it did not cause much waves. It only spread in a very small circle and was deliberately blocked.
After all, during the calamity, the dojo of a powerful saint was destroyed, and even the spiritual root that protected the mountain was taken away. This kind of thing is definitely a big blow to morale!
Liaozhou is in the north, close to the Daxianbei Mountains. To the east of the sea area where the East China Sea and the North Sea are bordering, an ancient ship in the void clouds passes through the void silently, heading straight to the dangerous sea area that even the Hai clan is unwilling to approach.
go.
I don't know how long it took, but the ancient ship docked at a terrifying place with no vegetation and thousands of feet of waves surging around it.
Even though they were used to seeing wind and waves and were in a treasure ship, the hundreds of emperors still felt frightened. The ability to control water given by the dragon energy in their bodies seemed to be weakened to the extreme here!
Whoosh!
The moment it docked, the treasure ship's shield opened automatically, and a golden figure appeared on the ship for a moment, which made Song Yao wary. However, after seeing the expressions of the others, he couldn't help but look suspicious and looked at the person coming up and down.
He is two meters tall, carries two maces on his back, wears golden dragon armor all over his body, and has a ferocious dragon head armor on his face. His true face cannot be seen clearly.
Little did she know that the person coming was none other than Long Kui!
"I've met Lord Long!"
The six elders of the Longmai clan, headed by Ao Lu, all bowed to the ceremony.
"You don't have to be polite!"
Long Kui waved his hand and said straight to the point, "Where is Mr. Chang?"
"Your Majesty, Brother Chang has succeeded in refining that treasure, which has brought great benefits. It is being refined and absorbed now. If nothing goes wrong, after coming out of seclusion, he will definitely be able to reach a higher level. Half-Saint has hope!"
Ao Lu smiled.
"good!"
Long Kui's eyes flashed like lightning under his mask, and he said calmly, "Bring that treasure to me!"
"yes!"
Ao Lu did not dare to neglect, and turned around directly to the cabin. After a while, he returned and found a narrow wooden box several meters long in his palm.
"How are they recovering?"
Long Kui did not rush to check, his eyes swept across and landed on the Hundred Emperors of the Dragon Saint Legacy.
"Don't worry, Mr. Long, they have all recovered and will not delay the important event!"
Ao Lu said confidently, but a purple light shone in his eyes.
But after Long Kui nodded, he opened the wooden box. Inside was a slender purple jade-like bamboo pole. Most of the deck covered by it was purple, and even passed through the treasure ship's light curtain and penetrated into the sky.
"What a treasure!"
Long Kui held the bamboo pole in his hand, and after enduring some vague resistance, he took firm control of it.
Only then did I realize that as the end of the bamboo pole swayed, there was an invisible thread flashing away. It was a fishing rod!
It is not difficult to imagine that the body of this fishing rod is probably the purple bamboo!
"Brother Chang once said before retreating that with his ability, refining this treasure is just a rough refining. In fact, this treasure is completely natural and does not need to be refined at all. It is just superfluous. Just follow it.
The talisman spiritual formation left by the Realm Master can be burned into its veins, and there is still great room for improvement in the future. Even so, the benefits are beyond imagination!"
Ao Lu said with envy.
"He deserves it!"
Long Kui nodded.
Rumble!
Suddenly, the ship's hull shook violently, and huge waves broke out again. Among them, there was a terrifying monster that was ten thousand feet in size, with a blue-black body, the head of a dragon and the body of a fish, and plunged into the water with a large piece of flesh in its mouth.
"The East China Sea Dragon Whale finally appears!"
Long Kui's eyes flashed as he stood proudly on the bow of the boat, holding the purple bamboo fishing rod tightly with both hands and swinging it into the distance.
There was a loud crash, and the Poseidon anchor from the bottom of the ship was automatically thrown out!